"Insulting Lady Durandal is an unforgivable sin!"
Rita's voice rang out behind her. Hearing the sudden voice and feeling the sharp blade against her neck, the young woman broke out in a cold sweat.
They...
"Do you know who my father is? He is..."
The noble girl was about to reveal her identity to threaten Rita, but before she could finish—
The next moment, she realized in confusion that her head had flown off, separated from her body. Only then... did she see the person behind her clearly. Another woman even more beautiful than herself.
She couldn't understand it. How did she dare?
How did she dare kill her here, in the imperial capital!
She was...
Then everything went dark, and she died completely!
"What a filthy soul. Still... we need to deal with the aftermath properly!" The souls within Rita and Durandal had already cultivated into Yin Spirits, allowing them to see the true nature of a person's soul.
This girl's mind had long since twisted beyond recognition, and her soul was incomparably filthy. She had even dared to insult Lady Durandal. Death was letting her off easy.
Still...
Rita looked at the terrified, fearful eyes of the onlookers around them. Especially when Rita looked their way, some of them could not bear it and turned to flee.
She had actually beheaded a noble in the street!
"They've seen something they shouldn't have... There's no helping it. We can only do this!"
Rita spoke as though helpless.
Those who heard her became even more frightened, desperately trying to escape.
"Do you think you can run?"
As soon as she spoke, ice rapidly spread out from beneath Rita's feet, freezing the feet of everyone present!
Then...
Of course, she did not kill them. Instead... she altered everyone's memories, making